Joci, I mean honestly...I strangely have a very Alias-like family.  I mean...all I need is my dad to rise from the dead...and find out that I had a long lost sibling.  (So maybe I wasn't an only child.)  Instead of boasting that I wasn't any old Greek or Roman (Pilgrims and Indians in the Thanksgiving Pagent) I can say I was the the star (the Turkey!)...Achilles!...in our rendition of Shakespeare's Troillus and Cressida...which turned into a court case figuring out if Achilles was guilty or not.  Hey...look...we just have to find a prophet from the 14th century that drew a picture of me!  And my dad jsut has to shoot me in the arm...and well we have an Alias saga right there.  But what we are lacking is that direct source of someone who will pull through...I need my Jack Bristow baby! 

Other very Alias moments...me microwaving funky looking left overs after a bad day...and my mother walking in with Chinese take out.  Of course I didn't get a debrief on the evil people out to steal my eggs but eh...

New layout.  :D  Argh...I didn't make the actual image...or it would have been Simon not Vaughn.  :P  I'm very pro Simon/Julia...I'm loosing faith in the S/V shipper thing. 

Argh...I think I must start my homework!  :/  Erf!

I'm considering to make m4rl3n3 "deaded" and move to on WillWrite4Food.